A moment ago.
“So what are we doing with all these wheats?” Fenrir asked while carrying a pile of wheat on his back, as well as carrying a lot more with the rope attached to his body.
“We’ll burn it inside the hole. Don’t worry. I have received permission from the villagers to use the wheats however we want. In the end, they have been crushed like this and there’s no way to eat or sell them. The best way is to use it to exterminate the aliens.” A cunning smile appeared on Nathan’s face.
“You seem to be inclined to help others, summoner. I thought you were colder.” Anubis squinted his eyes.
“I am not a good person. Just like anyone else, I’m someone who is wearing a mask. Facing innocent people, I can be as kind as you want. But if I treat my enemy the same, they will think it’ll be fine to attack me again and again since I won’t kill them. That’s why I’ll probably become a cruel person when facing my enemy, whether they’re humans or aliens.” Nathan shook his head helplessly.
Anubis felt chills all over his body when Nathan said he would become a cruel person.
“I have read a lot of stories where I’m frustrated by the main character letting go of his enemy, which results in him getting attacked by the same person but with an additional person who would lead to another problem. So if I let go of my enemy, think of it as either they are still having some use or I intend to let them bring that kind of person… not that I’m letting them trample me.”
“I see.” Anubis nodded in understanding.
“Well, I would slap him if he loses himself after gaining strength. The slap that he taught me personally. It would be a good practice before slapping those people from Asgard.” Fenrir grinned.
“…” Nathan’s eyebrows twitched as if wanting Fenrir to keep that to himself instead of letting Anubis know, lest he join.
It didn’t take long for them to reach the second hole. Nathan tossed everything they brought into the hole and threw the torch on top. Nathan muttered, “12 minutes.”
“According to you, the aliens come from the Lovecraft series, right? Do you know what kind of alien we’re currently facing?” Fenrir asked, while looking at the burning hole.
“The only alien I can think of is actually a dhole. It’s a massive, worm-like creature. Even though I know this alien, I can’t really recall much of its information. Nevertheless, they are colossal and extremely dangerous, burrowing through the earth or other materials.”
“So you’re filling the hole with smoke so that you can lure it out?” Fenrir frowned.
“Of course not. The worm is most likely able to survive in an extreme condition with little to no oxygen. In addition, if they really fuse with the symbiote, their resistance will increase even further.”
“Then why?” Fenrir’s eyebrows twitched, feeling annoyed.
“I’m not aiming for that worm. My real targets are the proto-class aliens.”
*Scree!*
*Ree!*
There were multiple screeching noises and screams as though the aliens were communicating. Their voices were so loud that they echoed through the tunnel all the way to the opening.
Nathan smiled and started moving back, gaining some distance so that they could react.
An alien suddenly emerged from the hole and looked around as if trying to find an enemy that did all this to them.
The moment it saw Nathan, the alien let out an otherworldly clicking noise from inside their body, which caused other aliens to respond in kind.
The aliens started to come out of the hole one after another.
Fenrir and Anubis gnashed their teeth, ready to fight. However, there were simply too many aliens.
From what they could see, forty aliens had already come out, and their number was still increasing.
This was already beyond their capability. Even if they could survive, they were worried about Nathan.
To their surprise, Nathan remained still without a hint of panic. He only muttered, “20 seconds.”
With a loud screeching sound, the aliens rushed toward Nathan simultaneously.
“We have to retreat. Their number is too much for you!” Fenrir warned. Nathan would die if he didn’t heed the warning, yet he actually smiled.
“Bra—” Fenrir wanted to get angry but soon noticed an incoming presence from the left. That presence moved so fast that she arrived first before the alien.
Yes, it was Noelle. Her hand was already on the blade’s handle. After taking a glance at the number of aliens, Noelle drew her blade, releasing the same crescent-shaped sword strike she used to greet Nathan.
The aliens tried to avoid it, but most of them failed as the sword strike split them in two.
Nathan couldn’t help but smile as he muttered, “Fifteen minutes.”
“!!!” Fenrir and Anubis widened their eyes. Nathan had never planned to fight those aliens by himself. He wanted to fight some and let Noelle take care of the rest.
What would the response of that mature class alien to Nathan’s action be? It was obvious, the alien would actually leave its nest.
*Bam!*
The ground collapsed as a giant, worm-like alien emerged from the hole. It was extending to 30 meters (98 feet) into the air. The mouth was pointing at the moon as the lips opened in all four directions, showing its massive teeth. The moon illuminated the alien as if a flower had just bloomed.
Loud chittering noises soon broke the silence of the night. As Nathan expected, the mature class alien would appear while he was left with fifteen proto-class aliens. It was a lot, but still manageable for Nathan and his two familiars.
However, Nathan made one miscalculation.
He couldn’t help but turn to the left, looking at the mature class alien. “Wait. You’re supposed to come from this hole, not the one in the wheat field!”
Or so he thought. There was a shadow moving between the trees. It was a bit far from their position, so even Fenrir didn’t pick up the presence.
The shadow was observing them from the darkness while letting out a small but repeating clicking sound from its body.
